A Clash of Gods Chapter 135: Bijian

Yang Ning rides a tiger and is helpless, but he is still thinking about it. Bai Yuhe said that he could not win within ten moves, so if Daguangming Temple won, that is, if he could sustain ten moves, he would win. White feather crane.

White Feather Crane's sword technique, Yang Ning certainly won't really compare his sword with him, but if he escapes the White Feather Crane's ten tricks by his own free walking, he may not have a chance.

Xiao Yaoxing’s mysterious Yang Ning has already experienced it, and he is also becoming more adept at this set of footwork.

Although I hope to survive the ten tricks, Yang Ning is not completely sure. I think it will do well, but it’s really good, just say it. So far, see this white feather crane becomes polite You shouldn’t take a hard hand against yourself. Anyway, no one has come forward in this third team. If you are good or bad, you should do good deeds.

I saw that the white feather crane had slowly pulled out his long sword, and the people nearby immediately felt a violent chill coming, and the sword was under the light of the Temple of Light, with a layer of light The light, the color of the sword **** is a little black, but although Yang Ning is a few steps away, he clearly feels the sharpness of the sword.

"Wait a minute!" Yang Ning suddenly raised his hand.

Bai Yuhe frowned slightly, Yang Ning raised his hands and turned his palms, shouting: "Better than swords than swords, I don't even have a stick in my hands, let me fight with bare hands?"

Jing Neng changed his attitude towards Yang Ning’s nose, not his nose, and his face, not his face. He already got up and said, “Mo Ji, I’ll send someone to take the sword.” Yang Ning turned over when he was about to ask someone to take the sword. A white eye, said: "The sword of the white swordsman, at first glance, is a good sword. I said Master Jingneng, can you find a good sword, don't make up for it, it's a matter of life and death, no play."

Jineng frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Trueness, you go...!"

"Master Jingneng, in my opinion, it is up to you to pick it up personally." Yang Ning did not have a good opinion of Jingneng. In fact, he did not understand why the old monk suddenly changed his attitude, but since he had the opportunity, he also You're welcome: "I can't believe the eyesight of others."

Jing Neng’s face sank. As the first monastery in Daguangming Temple, the monks below the Jingzi generation in the temple, which were not awe-inspiring to him, but were brothers of the Jingzi generation, and few people dared to be right. He pointed his fingers at the moment. Yang Ning even made him fetch the sword at the moment. He was very angry and was about to attack. Yang Ning already shouted: "What's wrong? The white swordsman is a distinguished guest from afar. We can't always let him Wait for it." He smiled softly at Bai Yuhe, and turned to frown at Jingneng: "Master Jingneng, do you want me to compare swords? If not, I will step back now."

The headroom changes to net energy and says: "Junior brother, you just go!"

Jin Neng suffocated the fire, and I wanted to let you wantonly here. After the sword was over, let’s slowly settle the bill, get up, and walk away quickly.

How clever is Chi Danmei, seeing in your eyes, understand what, chuckling, said: "Master, are you a fake public and private?"

"You don't talk much." Yang Ningbai gave Chi Danmei a glance, "Did you see me and the white swordsman brewing? Do you think it's easier than the sword to tear your clothes? The swordsman wants the mood, the sword is now Swords, humans are humans, but if you really want to compare them, then you want humans to be swords, swords to be humans, and human swords to be one...you don’t understand, white swordsman, do you? /

Bai Yuhe was stunned, and then he couldn't help but nodded and said: "The combination of human swords is indeed a hit, and Shizi's accomplishments in swordsmanship are indeed quite different."

He has called Yang Ning the "world son" at this time, and he is respectful.

"Don't get me wrong." Yang Ning busy said: "I just talk casually."

White Feather Crane just nodded slightly, not much.

Chi Danmei was choked by Yang Ning unexpectedly and smiled charmingly, saying: "Master, who is better than the sword is not yet known, but today is more powerful than the mouth, you can be invincible."

"Thank you, thank you." Yang Ning smiled, "I said, did you first find a piece of clothing to put on, this is a monastery, it's not... It's not that kind of place, you have a naked shoulder, what is it like?" ?" Folded his hands together and called "Amitabha", but his eyes could not help sweeping on Chi Danmei's high chest.

Chi Danmei gave Yang Ning a glance and ignored it.

Without waiting too long, Jingneng had returned to the main hall, holding a long sword in his hand, and walked over to Yang Ning, handing the sword over, saying, "This is the Velu sword preserved in Daguangming Temple , You use this sword!"

Bai Yuhe raised his eyebrows slightly, staring at the sword Yang Ning took over and said, "This is the Pilu sword, one of the ten famous swords?"

"Oh, have you heard of this sword?" Yang Ning smiled and asked, "It turns out that this is still one of the ten famous swords." When I pulled out the sword, I saw the sword with a piece of snow, and the lights were shining and shining. Four shots, the heart called it really a good sword, it seems that the net energy can be considered exquisite. Did not fool with broken copper and iron.

"Baimou heard that the Vilu sword, one of the ten famous swords in the Daguangming Temple, has a true face today, and it is indeed a good sword." Bai Yuhe gazed with excitement in his eyes. Tao: "Vilu sword ranks among the four of the ten most famous swords, it really is well-deserved."

Yang Ning glanced at Jingneng and saw that he had turned away, thinking that it was strange, and letting himself go out, but only to make a few counts, knowing that there was absolutely no hope, and Daguangming Temple did not seem to need to be treasured in the temple. Take out the famous sword?

"White swordsman, did I take advantage of you this way?" Yang Ning looked at Bai Yuhe's sword. The sword was black. Although it was cold, it didn't look very eye-catching.

The white feather crane's eyes showed a proud color, shaking his head and said: "That's not there, this is the black sword in Bai Mou's hand, ranking third!"

I depend!

Yang Ning suffocated the urge to scold others, and now it’s good, the swordsmanship of others is already high, and finally he made the Peru sword, ranked fourth among the ten famous swords, and thought it could be stinky, who knows The Wuyao sword in Bai Yuhe's hand actually ranked third, higher than the Velu sword in his hand.

The eyes of the monks in the temple were all fixed on Yang Ning and Bai Yuhe, but Chi Danmei and the four linen men also stepped aside, not squinting.

In the last time, many people were very anxious. It was about the safety of Jingxin Pavilion. Many people were very nervous. Who knows that after Yang Ning came into battle, he has been chattering for a long time, and he hasn’t done anything for a long time. However, it was Yang Ning who said so for a long time, and the atmosphere in the hall was not as suppressed as before.

The young monk Zhenming always kept his eyes on Yang Ning. He did not expect that Yang Ning was kicked by someone. He was so confused that he was forced to compete with Bai Yuhe. He was quite worried. Ning Wugong is really nothing. There is almost no possibility to win the White Feather Crane.

"Please enlighten me!" Bai Yuhe no longer verbose, holding the obsidian sword in his right hand, and flicking the left hand, the scabbard has been thrown in front of a linen man. The linen man reached out his hands and caught it, holding it carefully.

Yang Ning also flicked the Pilu scabbard backwards, and the young monk was also clever and bullied him.

Bai Yuhe stretched out his left index finger, and slid gently over the blade of the Wuyao sword. It was extremely gentle, as if he was touching the skin of his lover. When his finger slid to the blade, the fingertip suddenly fell on the blade. Gently, the long sword leaned forward, and the sword leaned down slightly, pointing to Yang Ning's belly.

Yang Ning sees Bai Yuhe with a solemn face, without any contempt, it seems that he really regards himself as a rival to be contested.

He took a deep breath, held the Velu sword in his hand, and suddenly stepped out. His figure moved to the left front. It was the beginning of Xiaoyaoxing. Others could not see it, thinking that Yang Ning was the first to take it. Some people suddenly awe-inspiring, thinking that if they lost, they still stood up. Yang Ning was considered a good man.

Bai Yuhe saw Yang Ning's figure flashing, and thought Yang Ning shot.

Although he agreed with Yang Ning to be limited to ten strokes, for some reason, he was also quite a bit worried about Yang Ning, but he was able to solve it with one stroke, and naturally did not want to use the second stroke.

Since the opponent's shot, Bai Yu's body is also moving. His sword tip was originally facing down, but at the moment, he was lightly picked, and he stabs in the direction of Yang Ning.

A sword pierced, but found that although Yang Ning moved, he did not.

He is immersed in kendo, and he is fully aware of it. Once he shoots, he is completely immersed in it. If he is replaced by any other person in Daguangming Temple~IndoMTL.com~The other party does not have the sword first, and the white feather crane will not easily shoot it But for Yang Ning, it is quite different. Although Yang Ning just moved his body, the sword of Bai Yuhe still stabbed.

As soon as Yang Ning moved, he only took two steps, and he felt a coldness approaching himself.

His heart called this white feather crane's shot really swift, and he didn't think much about it at this time.

Bai Yuhe stabbed with a sword, and he was about to stab Yang Ning, but the size was far away, but Yang Ning still showed no sign of the sword, it seemed that he had no resistance to withstand his sword, but he felt a little bit under his heart. Surprised, he could not help but paused slightly, but at this moment, he found that Yang Ning's figure disappeared like a ghost.

He didn't hesitate anymore, the long sword pulled sideways, and he shot towards the figure at the corner of his eye again.

Yang Ning moves lightly and erraticly. She escapes the first sword of Bai Yuhe. Chi Danmei looks in her eyes, and her charming eyes show surprise.

Bai Yuhe missed one sword and stabbed three consecutive swords. There were very few monks present who were good at swordsmanship. Only Bai Yuhe saw his body light and his sword was like electricity, but few people saw him. The thorny three swords are unpredictable, and it is really top-notch swordsmanship. If the opponent changes to a famous swordsman in the world, he may not be able to avoid these three consecutive swords, but today his opponent is Yang Ning, but Yang Ning chose to show off the unpredictable steps of the gods and ghosts. Between the ghosts and the gods, they unexpectedly escaped the three swords of Bai Yuhe.

It’s easy to walk, it seems that there are no rules, but there are rules to follow. Yang Ning has just walked out of this set of footwork according to the gourd painting scoop, and has not entered the point of unpredictable change, but Even so, this set of strange and mysterious footwork came out. Bai Yuhe really couldn't find the routine. After the four strokes, he didn't even touch Yang Ning.